Country love story

The boy froze in place, looking at him in disbelief.

The straight man coughed twice, he was a little guilty, somehow he made such an unreasonable request, but he couldn't take it back after saying it, not to mention, he really wanted to see it.

When he saw that photo before, he didn't feel anything, but now when he thought that the protagonist in the photo was a boy, he felt a strange expectation in his heart.

"Then...then you go out first."

"I'll just stand here and watch you." The straight man sat on the bed unmoved, staring at the boy.

The boy couldn't help it, he was flustered and ashamed now, he wasn't sure what straight man meant, but he didn't want to miss the chance to be forgiven.

The boy took the skirt and turned his back, trying to avoid the shame of being stared at by a straight man.But he didn't know, seeing the boy's bare legs, the waist exposed when he bent over, and the white briefs, the sheet under the straight man's excited hands was about to be scratched.

The boy's waist is very thin, but his butt has a lot of flesh, which is round and upright, making his underwear full. The T-shirt is not long, and when you bend over, it just reveals the edge of the underwear and half of your waist, and it feels like you are trying to refuse.

The boy stretched one leg into the skirt first, and when the other leg was raised, the arc of the back and buttocks was very attractive.

He bought the skirt hastily, size M, a little small.It happened to be stuck in the boy's crotch. He was flustered at first, and he couldn't pull it up with trembling hands for a long time, and his nose was sweating.

"I'll help you." The straight man stood up suddenly, stuck to his back, stretched out his hand to hold the boy's hand on his crotch, and gently pulled up the zipper.

"Ah..." the boy yelled, and got stuck.

"I'm sorry... are you okay?" The straight man quickly pulled down the zipper to see if he was injured. As soon as he let go, the skirt fell directly to the ground, covering the boy's feet.

The boy screamed, subconsciously trying to run away, but forgot that his skirt was stuck under his feet, and when he lifted his feet, he got caught and fell forward.

The straight man grabbed him quickly, and pulled him back, but he couldn't stand still, and the two of them fell on the bed together.

The boy pressed on the straight man, his lower body was chilly, but he felt something pressing against his waist.He felt very ashamed, so he quickly got up without thinking too much, not daring to look at the straight man, he climbed directly into the quilt, pulled the quilt to the top of his head, and hid himself inside.

The straight man was lying on the edge of the bed, and a shivering little boy protruded beside him.He looked down at the lower body of the spirit, thought for a minute, laughed, and fell down.

The straight man took another minute to make a decision, delighted and looking forward to it.

He got up and wanted to pull the little boy's quilt to comfort the frightened person.Did not pull, was suppressed by the boy.

The straight man coaxed: "Come out, I won't bully you anymore."

No movement.

He seduced again: "Would you like to listen to something whispered to you?"

After a while, the boy secretly tore open a small slit in the quilt.

The straight man pulled it away, revealing the boy's entire face.

The boy got anxious and called out the straight boy's name.

"Tsk," the straight man frowned, "Why are you so impolite? Why do you usually call me?"

"Brother..." Seeing that he seemed to be angry, the boy hurriedly called out in a crying voice.

The boy's face was flushed from crying, and his chest wrapped in the quilt trembled, as if he had been bullied hard.He endured his sadness and looked at the straight man with tears in his eyes.

The straight man swallowed and pretended to be calm.

"It's very exciting to confess to me in the private message, but you can't say a word in person?"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but when you mention it, the boy's tears fall again, "You block me."

"My fault, my fault, pull it back now." The straight man couldn't put on his clothes anymore, he frantically wiped away the tears on the boy's face, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Pull it out, let me check it for you." The straight man put the phone in front of the boy for him to see. The boy glanced at it, sat up suddenly, and apologized seriously: "I'm sorry, I approached you on purpose to see your privacy, I I know I'm wrong, I can't help it, don't hate me..."

As he spoke, tears filled his face again.

"It turns out that you not only like to blush, but also like to cry." The straight man sighed, "Stop crying, do your eyes hurt?" Before the boy could reply, he said, "It won't hurt after a kiss."

There was a gentle touch from the eyelids, the boy froze for two seconds, screamed, and fell on the bed covering his face.

The straight man also lay on the bed, leaned close to the boy's ear and whispered: "I confess to you, I like you too."

"Really...Really?" The boy's voice was trembling.

"Do not lie to you."

"Ah—" The boy suddenly threw himself on the straight man, buried his head on his neck, and the straight man felt his neck was wet with tears.

He laughed and patted the boy's shoulder to comfort him: "Do you like small skirts? I'll buy them for you in the future."

"No," the boy raised his head in embarrassment, glanced at the straight man's face and buried it back, "I... thought you liked girls, so I just bought a photo and wanted to chat with you as a girl."

"So smart? How do you know that I like girls?" The straight man paused, "It was true before I met you, and I found out when I met you. You are still the cutest."

The boy raised his head and stared at the straight man seriously: "But if brother wants to see it, I will wear it."

"Don't recruit me."

"Then we... are we now..."

"I'm in a relationship." The straight man helped him complete the last half of the sentence, seeing the surprised and shy face of the boy, he couldn't help but kiss him again.